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| Hunny Bunny, my name is Wendy G. I know you, You're Steve From Chicago, the Jerry Springer guy. Luv the goatee. | |
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| What can I do for you Ms Wendy? Take your coat? Pull out a chair? I'm an "Old School Gentleman." | |
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| Well, Sweetums, truth be told, I'm looking for a place to wrestle. You see, I am actually a guy, dressed like a gal and people are sooo prejudiced . . . | |
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| That's right, my vanilla-flavored bodyguard. Completely equipped and ready to rassle. | |
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| You need to talk with Shane Misery. He's a booker. I'll see if I can find him. He's in Loxley, Alabama, I think . . . | |
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